The memories from high school have become tangled and faded, just like the tassels that hung from my cap. There were some good times, and some bad times. Many people say high school is the best time of your life. For me, not so much. I was rather glad when it was over. Continue reading The Reunion
It’s been said that four-leaf clovers bring good luck. I don’t know about any of that, but they sure are fun to look for….
My mother always loved to hunt for four-leaf clovers. Years ago when my kids were small, she’d come over in the summer, offering to help with the weeding in the front yard. Invariably, she’d wind up searching through a patch of clover, looking for a four-leaf prize. She’d always find one. Continue reading The Four-Leaf Clover
Sometimes, you have to let go of the past to make way for the future. For me, this has never been easy. I have a basement full of stuff to prove it! Yet there comes a time when something you’ve dreamed of for what feels like forever, well, it just becomes obvious that the dream is over.
And so it was with my Ford Falcon. Not just any old Falcon, mind you, but my favorite. A 1968 Ford Falcon Futura Sports Coupe, with a V-8. This baby used to turn heads back in a day. Any run to the local auto supply store was sure to elicit comments, compliments and questions. I suppose because I was a woman involved in the hobby, it drew extra attention. Continue reading Letting go
It was a beautiful, sunny spring day when I gave birth to a stillborn boy on May 14th, 1983. I can remember it like it was yesterday. He was 6lbs 1oz, and there was nothing wrong with him. His passing was attributed to a cord accident.
I am telling you this for one reason. To acknowledge him- that he was alive, that he existed and was loved.
Back then, doctors and nurses weren’t trained in how to handle such losses. I was pretty much left alone in my grief. There were no pictures taken, no family surrounding me in the hospital, no one holding him and getting to know him. Continue reading A Mother Never Forgets
